Writing on the Wall (17 page)

But when have I ever needed saving?

“Are you a Wendy?” I whisper to myself, scanning the low rooftops on the surrounding buildings. It’s a long drop to every one of them. But is it too long? How would a person know unless they tried?

I take several steps back from the edge, bouncing on the balls of my feet. Then I crouch.

“Or are you a mutherfucking Tinkerbell?”

Watch for the next book in

The Survival Series, Backs Against the Wall.

Coming in 2014!

You can also find other works

by Tracey Ward here:

Until the End (Quarantined)

Sleepless (Bird of Stone)